the robot...

the word 'genius' is banded about far too loosely in this world.

there are few moments of true genius.

but last night i witnessed one:

as a saint, i'm a massive fan of peter crouch. being a lofty swine, he gets more than his fair share of unfair abuse, but he's a quality player. and a proper decent bloke. seeing him score is always a delight. seeing him score for england is fecking beautiful. seeing him dance the robot brings a joy beyond description.

watch and learn.

his moves were first aired at the beckham's gay celebrity party thing. peter shouldn't really have been there as he's far cooler than those dumb-ass celebrity wankers.

disco sensation.

let's hope he has a great world cup. HE'S BIG, HE'S RED, HIS FEET STICK OUT OF BED, PETER CROOOOOUUUUCH, PETER CROOOOOUUUUCH!!!